I noticed all the female students were looking at someone. I glanced to where they were focused and saw a hot guy stroll through the crowd of students. They were parting for him like the Red Sea. He wore dark, fitted slacks and a black turtleneck. His jaw was smooth and defined, his eyes never strayed from where he was going, and his brown, almost curly locks framed his face in such a perfect carefree way. He had an air about him, and I, like the other girls, stared openly at him. I was totally fucked. I bet this guy was Mr. Popular and had half the student body wanting a piece of him—male and
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